Lords of All: The Moving Castle of the Dead

The grassland is silent and solemn.

The wind blew, and the green grass half as tall as a man covered his body. Each of them was wearing armor and holding a weapon. The murderous orcs were looming in the sea of ​​grass.

A hundred thousand troops lined up in the grassland, facing off against enemies from other worlds.

beep--

The dull sound of the horn sounded from the grassland.

dong dong dong-

Accompanying the sound of horns is the fierce beating of drums.

On the high platform, the shaman is dancing.

Rays of brilliance flew in all directions with the shaman's dance and fell on the warriors, blessing them and putting them in better fighting condition.

"Former troops! Press on!"

"Archers! Get ready!"

"Cavalry, follow my orders!"

The commander among the orcs shouted loudly and organized the team. Various mounts kept roaring, and the savage and ancient atmosphere rushed towards their faces.

"Oh, the Orc Empire still has something, at least it has enough momentum."

Through the eyes of the undead, Li Ziyu looked at the battlefield below. The orc army gave him a big shock.

No wonder he can go head-to-head with the time-travelers of the Life Empire Alliance. He really shouldn’t be underestimated.

With the blessing of shamans and magicians, the state displayed by the Orc Empire warriors is really strong.

It's a pity that it's not unified command.

The command of the orcs is very confusing. This time they are originally teams drawn from various cities. The elites are elite enough, but the overall mobilization is somewhat insufficient. Basically, everyone is looking after their own affairs.

Those who are familiar with each other still cooperate, but those who are not familiar with each other basically have no cooperation.

The infantry over there has begun to move forward, and the cover behind is still looking around, as if they haven't seen it.

On the other hand, although the Mede tribe is small in number, they are all deployed in a unified manner. The formation is quite complete, with warriors guarding the front and an army of magicians waiting in the rear.

"Ouch~~~~"

With a wolf howl, the sea of ​​grass suddenly rolled, and huge prairie wolves galloped out carrying the orcs, and were the first to charge towards the Med tribe's position.

The wolf cavalry was like a horn of attack, and the orcs roared and rushed towards the Medes.

The scene is quite spectacular, and no blockbuster movie can produce such an effect.

Even Li Ziyu, who was observing the battlefield through the eyes of the undead from a distance, felt his blood boil with excitement.

Apart from anything else, the orcs can really arouse people's emotions when they charge, making Li Ziyu feel like he wants to follow the charge.

The Med tribe did not panic at all when facing the swarming orcs. The warriors stepped forward, erecting a shield as high as a person with one hand and lifting a spear with the other, forming a line of defense.

The magician began to chant, and with the release of magic, Caohai became their world.

The blades of grass became tough and sharp. As the wolf cavalry galloped, the blades of grass scratched scars on their bodies. Before they could reach the Mede soldiers, many wolf cavalry had already fallen on the charging road.

Li Ziyu's eyes widened.

As expected of a race famous for magic, this kind of magic that makes grass blades tough and sharp is obviously not a high-end gadget, but they used it very appropriately and used the least labor-saving method to consume the orcs who were rushing at the front. Wolf Cavalry.

By the time the wolf cavalry trudged through the sea of ​​grass and came to the Mede soldiers, there were only two or three left. With the determination to die, the wolf cavalry rushed into the spear forest of the Mede soldiers and died in front of the position.

The Wolf Cavalry was completely wiped out, but the war began completely.

The orcs' catapults began to show their power, and huge stones crossed the sky and fell towards the Mede camp.

A canopy composed of green magical energy spread out above the Mede people's position, easily dissolving the boulders.

Magic and sword rain passed each other, warriors fought with each other, and the shouts of killing were loud.

The power of the Mede magicians exceeded the expectations of the orcs, and they often suffered heavy losses before they even rushed in front of the opposing warriors.

But the fighting power of the orcs can only be truly revealed when they get close to them.

Against the Medemen, the orcs suffered a big loss. Only one orc warrior in ten could charge in front of the Medemen warriors.

Li Ziyu's mouth twitched when he saw it. This is really not the problem of the orcs, but the fact that the Med people are really strong. All kinds of magic have never stopped, and they appear one after another.

What's even more terrible is that Li Ziyu saw that the magician in the center of the Meide camp had begun to hold back his ultimate move. It was a huge magic circle, which should be a forbidden spell level magic.

The orcs obviously didn't notice, or it was of no use if they did. They couldn't rush into the mage at all, and it was almost impossible to destroy the magic circle.

What a fantasy magic battle!

There was a lot of fun playing on the grassland, and Li Ziyu watched it happily.

Needless to say, the bravery of the orcs, but the power of the Mede people's magic really surprised Li Ziyu. After fighting for a long time, many orcs died, but the Mede people did not suffer much loss.

Despite the small number of warriors in the Med tribe, after the magician buffed them, the warriors' defense and recovery capabilities were terrifying.

Li Ziyu saw clearly that in terms of combat skills and strength, the Mede warriors were inferior to the orcs. If the two sides fought normally, even if the Mede warriors had more advanced armor, they would definitely not be able to defeat the orcs and would be pinned to the ground and rubbed. .

After superimposing magic, the combat effectiveness of the Med tribe warriors immediately increased. There was almost no need to defend against the attacks of the orcs, as long as they kept attacking the orcs.

From time to time, Li Ziyu looked at the magic prepared by the Mede tribe's magician. The traces of the magic circle had appeared, and the energy began to gather and escape to the surroundings.

In the center of the magic circle stood an old Mede magician, wearing a large area of ​​emerald green magic robe, raising a staff as high as a person in his hand, opening and closing his mouth, it looked like he was chanting loudly Spell.

"Ok?"

Li Ziyu felt that his vision seemed to be much darker, and he adjusted the angle of the undead eyes in confusion.

A huge change occurred in the sky, the white clouds dissipated, and dark clouds gathered from all directions, forming a huge cloud layer over the battlefield, covering the sky.

Lightning flashed from the dark clouds, making deafening thunder, and strong wind blew out from the dark clouds, sweeping the battlefield with a cold breath like a knife.

Celestial phenomenon? !

Li Ziyu in the Castle of the Dead suddenly stood up and his eyes widened.

This level of power is extremely difficult even for castle-level people to resist. This is the power of nature and cannot be resisted by human beings.

Just like typhoons and earthquakes, even if human science and technology were highly developed in previous lives, such natural disasters would still cause very large losses.

It is too exaggerated that the Med tribe magicians can actually release celestial magic.

The orcs on the battlefield below had no time to pay attention to the changes in the weather. They just wanted to kill these hateful guys in front of them. They kept shouting and rushed towards the Med tribe.

Rumbling--

Thunder rolled in the sky, and a drop of rain fell from the sky.

It's raining.

It was just a drizzle at first, and then the rain got heavier and heavier, and it started pouring!

If it were just rain, there would be nothing worth noting, but this is the magic created by the Mede tribe's mage. The rain is like a small hammer falling from the sky. Naturally, the orcs don't care about a drop or two, but the pouring rain is extremely dense. .

Before many orcs could react, their bones and muscles were broken by the rain, and they died inexplicably.

The orcs quickly reacted, and the shaman danced again despite the heavy rain, releasing protection to protect the tribe.

How could the magic released by the Med tribe be just as simple as rain? The heavy rain gradually weakened and turned into a gentle drizzle again.

After feeling it, the drizzle had no offensive power, and the orc shaman breathed a sigh of relief. The sudden heavy rain just now caught them off guard, and they lost a lot of men.

The magic power of the shamans was not enough to support the protective magic all the time. Since there was no harm done, they removed the magic circle, and the orc warriors continued to fight with the Med tribe.

The orcs didn't notice that with the continuous drizzle, some crystals were floating along, and they quickly melted into the rain.

It's drizzling and the temperature is dropping rapidly.

During the battle, the blood is all over the place. Who is in the mood to pay attention to the temperature? The orc warriors are all strong and strong in cold resistance, so they simply ignore the falling temperature.

But Li Ziyu had already noticed something unusual.

The Eye of the Undead was high in the sky, the temperature dropped even faster, and a layer of frost had already condensed on the surface.

Something is wrong, absolutely something is wrong!

It didn't take much effort, and there were already traces of white and frost on the grassland below. It was also frost.

The drizzle stopped and it started to snow heavily!

"Fuck!"

Li Ziyu swore directly, "It rains first, then it snows. How low does the temperature have to drop!"

The cold will undoubtedly reduce the combat effectiveness of the orc warriors.

This is not ordinary climate change, there will definitely be bigger troubles later!

The large dark clouds in the sky above covered the entire battlefield.

Large tracts of snowflakes fell from the sky. The snow fell heavier and heavier, and the temperature dropped sharply. Even the orcs with strong cold resistance could not help but shiver. They felt that their bones were rattling and their teeth could not help but chatter. Shaking, muscles become stiff, and blood flow begins to slow down.

"Come on!"

"Kill them!"

Even though the drop in temperature has had an impact on the orcs, they still rushed towards the enemy fearlessly.

The Med tribesmen, who had known what would happen for a long time, naturally had their own methods. The magic had no effect on them and remained as usual. Over and over again, the orcs fell directly into a disadvantage.

And this is just the beginning.

The snowflakes created by magic had a colder temperature, and the orcs' bodies began to freeze, spreading and freezing them.

Many of the charging orcs were gradually frozen by the ice without realizing it, and turned into ice sculptures halfway through the charge.

The shamans saw it and understood it. They instantly understood each other's intentions. They danced again, but this time the effect was not very good, because many shamans were frozen in place while dancing. .

call--

The cold wind howled, blowing across the battlefield like a blade of wind, rolling up large swaths of snowflakes.

A cyclone column composed of ice, snow and strong wind was formed. The point where it was formed was exactly behind the orcs. As soon as it was formed, the orcs behind it suffered heavy losses.

Either they were instantly frozen into ice sculptures, or they were cut into pieces by the wind like a knife.

This is the real magic released by the Mede magicians - Winter Storm!

The storm is raging, everything in its path is frozen, and all life will perish in this ice.

This is a meteorological forbidden spell magic that takes a long time to prepare. Once completed, it is unstoppable.

The terrifying cold air ravaged the entire battlefield along with the air column.

What the hell!

Li Ziyu looked at the orc who was instantly in a desperate situation and completely unable to withstand the storm, and jumped up.

No, we can't watch the Orc Empire's troops fall into disrepair like this.

You can be defeated, but you can never be completely wiped out.

The Med tribe came up with a big killing move. Obviously they wanted to keep all the 100,000 orc troops, and they must not be allowed to do so!

Sky Fortress is activated!

The Evil Ark is activated!

Steel Skull, start!

Attack the core of the local troops, where the magic circle is located.

Li Ziyu deployed quickly.

The weaker orcs under the spell were directly frozen to death, while the stronger ones could still resist, but their movements became very slow. In less than a second, the cold would increase by one point, making it even more difficult for them.

The Mede people started a counterattack, and the soldiers have launched a full-scale attack.

They are not there to fight, but to harvest.

No matter how powerful the orc warrior is, he will be greatly affected by magic like Winter Storm. It is already good to be able to exert one-tenth of his strength. He has almost no power to fight back against Mede warriors.

In addition to hunting down strong orcs, they also have to do some last-ditch damage. When they encounter orcs that have frozen into ice sculptures, they will use their spears to smash them to pieces, leaving the orcs with no chance to resurrect. Two shots to the heart to ensure the enemy's death.

It would be even better if a strong orc could be found. A dozen Mede warriors started to surround and kill them together, without any regard for martial ethics.

"Ancestor!"

Seeing the tragic deaths of his people and the impossible occupation, some orcs roared in despair, "Ancestor——"

boom!

A huge skeletal battleship broke through the thick clouds, revealing its ferocious collision angle.

"What is that, a ship? There is a ship in the sky!"

The voice of the orcs who screamed in despair at the sky suddenly stopped, and they stared dumbly at the evil spirit ark that broke through the clouds.

Around the Ark, there were several huge figures, which looked like some kind of fish, but could fly in the air, slowly flashing their fins, and leisurely swam towards the Med tribe's position.

Not only that, but also!

Through the clouds broken by the Evil Spirit Ark, the orcs vaguely saw something behind the clouds, but it was too far away to see clearly, so they could only see roughly.

That seems... to be a fortress?

There are not only ships in the sky, but also fortresses!

Hahaha... I don't even dare to write fairy tales like this.

It seems like I'm going to die. I must be hallucinating.

Our ancestors failed to save us after all.

Manta fighter jets loaded with Blaze Nova were cruising high in the sky, and Evil Spirit Ark released all its fighter jets to escort them and follow behind them.

The flight speed of the Manta Fighter is not very fast, but compared with air units, its speed is quite fast compared with ground units.

The Med tribe magicians have discovered the Bat Air fighter planes, and they are flying with magic one after another, trying to knock down the big things in the sky.

They are not fools. The other party suddenly appeared and did not attack the orcs. Instead, it came towards them. It was definitely the enemy.

Unfortunately, their attacks were intercepted by the surrounding patrolling and defensive Desperate Air Raid Boats, Phantom Death Scythes, etc. Even if some attacks occasionally missed and landed on the Manta Fighter, they could not cause much damage.

"defense!"

The Med tribe did not expect that the opponent would have so many air force units, and they did not arrange them in advance. It was too late at this time, and the lethality of single-body magic to the air force was too small.

What they can do now is try their best to defend against the coming attack.

A series of protective formations rose from the Med tribe's camp, shrouding the magician.

The Med warriors also realized that something was wrong, stopped attacking the orcs, and turned around and ran back.

After raising the magic circle, the Med tribe magician immediately prepared anti-air magic and began to carve the magic circle. Although he didn't know if it was too late, he could only struggle for a while.